Xie Feihong put a lot of pressure on Xiongba, so just after he left, Xiongba turned around and returned to the quiet room. He decided that the three-point return energy was not very good, and he would never leave the gate!

Of course, he knew that even if he really practiced the three-point return energy to the pinnacle, he might not be able to gain any advantage in Xie Feihong's hands. Therefore, before he was in seclusion, he gave two orders to his disciple.

First, collect rare treasures like Blood Bodhi that can improve your skills, and second, collect various secret techniques and martial arts to see if they can help you.

So for a moment, smoke and clouds rose again in the north.

On the other hand, Xie Feihong was once again in Leyang Town. Several friends from Zhonghua Pavilion looked at the bad guests coming again not long ago, and their faces couldn't help but feel sad. Because they didn't understand why these bad guests always happened so much when they came. Their master had just brought his little master who could move to his friend for medical treatment, but the other party came to him at this time.

They might not have done it on purpose!

The people from Zhonghua Pavilion couldn't help but gritted their teeth and said secretly!

Xie Feihong was speechless about this. He planned to meet him while Wuming was full of blood to see how unparalleled the martial arts myth was. The result was a slight difference. This was not a romance drama, so why did he become so bloody?

For a moment, he was completely out of interest and was too lazy to argue with these servants. He directly raised his palms as a knife. Before the clerk of the Zhonghua Pavilion understood what was going on, he saw that he had stood up again. While turning around and walking out, he said lightly: "Tell Wuming, within half a year, I will welcome his arrival at Xiejiazhuang. If you have not waited for it again, then the entire Zhonghua Pavilion will be like this beam and pillar, and there is no need to exist."

After saying that, Xie Feihong, without waiting for the people from Zhonghua Pavilion to say something, disappeared from the sight of many clerks from Zhonghua Pavilion together with Duan Lang and others.

Regarding what Xie Feihong said, the clerk of the Zhonghua Pavilion was first angry, and then confused. Liangzhu? What does it mean?

As if he felt something, the few people on the field looked back involuntarily and saw that there was a scarlet knife mark directly on one of the main beams of the Zhonghua Pavilion!

When did this happen? Could it be! The people in Zhonghua Pavilion obviously thought of the way the owner Xie Zhuang was holding his palm up as a knife just now!

But... this seems too incredible! How could there be such a fast knife!

Not to mention the inexplicable group of people who were shocked in China Pavilion, after traveling for more than half a month, Xie Feihong and his group finally returned to Xiejiazhuang.

While asking about what happened when he was not in Xiejiazhuang, Xie Feihong took the proceeds from his subordinates from torture the twelve evil spirits of Tianchi over the past few days.

Of course, if it was just a simple confession, Xie Feihong would not even look at it. After all, it was Xie Feihong, and I am afraid that there are few people in the entire world who don’t know who the twelve evil spirits of Tianchi do dirty work for.

The reason why Xie Feihong was interested in browsing the stack of documents in front of him was that he had already collected the unique skills of the twelve evil spirits of Tianchi.

They are all killers, although they cannot be a loyal martyr who is ready to die. Therefore, with the means of the servants of Xiejiazhuang, several people almost even shook out the scandal of diving when they were young, and the rest can be imagined.

After reading the gains in my hand, a hint of surprise flashed in Xie Feihong's eyes when he saw one of them. I have to say that before that, Xie Feihong really did not expect that there would be such exquisite martial arts among several killers! Even with Xie Feihong's current vision, he had to praise the word "Suo"!

Not bad, it's amazing!

In Xie Feihong's eyes, this unique skill is even more useful than the true Xuanwu skill of Wu Wu, which once suppressed the ten powerful men of an era!

And this martial art is the twelve evil spirits in Tianchi, and the battle with the heaven and transform into Qi in the sky!

That’s right, what Xie Feihong values ​​is neither the strange and unpredictable Child Emperor’s Heart Sutra, which is the head of the Twelve Evils of Tianchi, and even the effect of rejuvenation. It is not the unpredictable ghost shadows that kill enemies by the invisible ghost shadows. Instead, it is the war of heaven that can turn food into infinite fighting spirit and power!

Perhaps for people in the world of Fengyun, the martial arts of Zhantian Huaqi may not be considered a big deal. After all, although there are precious spiritual beasts in this world, there are not many. Therefore, if you just want to swallow ordinary food, this martial arts is probably slightly better than ordinary martial arts.

But it is different for Xie Feihong. The world where he lives is full of strange beasts and spiritual materials! With such a martial art that can completely turn ingredients into one's own use, you can imagine how great luck it will bring to Xie Feihong!

"What a pity, what a pity!" After reading the war of heaven in his hand again, Xie Feihong couldn't help but sigh softly. If the person who created this wonderful method was born in Xie Feihong's world, he would probably have become a powerful person and created a world!

As for what Xie Feihong said, Duanlang is a little confused. What a pity for a war to transform into qi? Could it be that who can practice such a second-rate martial arts?

Seeing this, Xie Feihong did not say much, but simply said: "Think about how strong would it be if the food is immortal eats the flesh of blood Bodhi and Fire Qilin every day?"

Blood Bodhi? Fire Kirin? Fighting into the sky! Duanlang was slightly surprised when he heard this, but he quickly sneered. Because in his opinion, this was simply impossible. For thousands of years, there was only one Fire Kirin, and Blood Bodhi is also rare. How could anyone have the conditions to eat these every day!

Xie Feihong did not continue to explain anything about this. The summer insects did not speak of ice, the well frogs did not speak of the sky, and they did not leave their homes and said nothing about the Nine Gai and Baba! No matter how much explanation they explained to them who were trapped in this small world, they would not understand how vast and boundless the real world is!

However, Xie Feihong carefully studied the war of heaven and qi in his hand again. Based on his martial arts experience, he could quickly judge that it seemed that the martial arts in his hand was not complete, and it should even be a simplified version of some kind of martial arts!

So Xie Feihong pondered for a moment and directly attracted a subordinate, then ordered him: "Bring Shi Weixian here, I want to see him."

On the other hand, Wuming entrusted his beloved disciple to his friend and returned to the Zhonghua Pavilion. There was no way, so he was worried that Xie Feihong would come again. If he saw that the master of his life was reluctant to return, would he vent his anger on his servants?

Back in the Chinese Pavilion, Wuming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the worst result he expected did not appear. However, the sharp knife marks left by Xie Feihong on the beams and the words conveyed by the shopkeeper told him that the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind did not stop, and some things were not something he could do if he wanted to avoid!

"What a sharp knife!" Wuming stopped in front of the beam and pillar roots that were split into two by Xie Feihong for a moment, and couldn't help but exclaimed with a serious expression: "The cut is as smooth as a mirror, as if it is born! And the power has not been leaked at all, and it has not hurt the ground or the ceiling at all! This control of power is amazing!"

After reaching out and touching him, feeling the sharp sword intent that had not yet dissipated, Wuming turned his head and asked again: "Is this really his bare hands?"

"Yes, master," the shopkeeper and several friends nodded at the same time, and then couldn't help but show a look of lingering fear and then said: "That sword is incredibly fast! It's simply... If that sword falls on my neck, I'm afraid I'm not sure I'm dead when my head falls to the ground!"

"You can see," Wuming stroked the knife mark again and said in a cold voice: "Only a knife that is so fast can cut such a wound!"

Motionallying the shopkeeper to wait for someone to do it, Wuming looked at the direction of Xiejiazhuang with a serious expression. Thinking of the other party's words that the shopkeeper had left for him, a glimmer flashed in Wuming's eyes.
Chapter completed!